The Tyger

by

William Blake

From the Copy of SONGS of INNOCENCE and of EXPERIENCE, Showing the Two Contrary States of the Human Soul of King's College, Cambridge and The FOLIO SOCIETY, London. 1991. Original drawing by Wm. Blake.

“The Tyger”

Tyger, Tyger. burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye.
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, or what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? What the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger, Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

A poem & painting by William Blake
Brought to you by Bill MURPHY's Gallery of Fine Art